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Hated By The Alpha

"I told you not to touch me," Audrey said. "In front of people," He reminded her. Audrey could feel the smirk in his voice. ~~~ Audrey's seventeen years in the Grey Blood pack were like a caged animal. She lived each day dreading the next unexpected thing the Alpha could punish her for. Audrey tried hard to understand the mysterious dream she'd been having, but nothing made sense to her, she was lost. She wished to be freed from the Grey Blood pack, but she lost all hope of survival when she found herself locked and chained in the cold dark dungeon. She hated him, she cursed him as her blood drained from her. She was happy to die and go away from that monster-alpha. Audrey awoke in a magical world where she learned everything about herself, she cultivated herself to become the strongest wolf and witch alive. One item though, led her back to the last place she wanted to be. Alpha Aloha Lake ruled the Grey Blood pack, the largest and strongest pack in the States. He was known to be brutal, even the mafia feared him. Nothing or anyone bothered him, except one; the damned bitch Audrey. He hated her, and he would make her pay for her mother's sins. But he could not kill her...yet. Alpha Lake emotionlessly stared at Audrey's bleeding body that lay on the cold dungeon floor, he ordered his beta to dispose of her without a second thought. One year later the enemies met again. Will hatred be the only emotion they share? Could they resist the fatal attraction they felt for each other?

Rosegold_n · Fantasia
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162 Chs

Growing feelings

"Hey, Hey, calm down," Audrey placed her hand on his cheek, gently rubbing her thumb over it, "I was just trying to lighten your mood, you were so uptight and-"

"Never, never ever joke about your life," Alpha Lake's voice was filled with pain as he placed his hand over Audrey's on his cheek.

He closed his eyes and a tear escaped his eyes.

Audrey felt her heart shatter as she saw the tear slip down his cheeks. It was the first time, she never thought he could cry, and for her... Were his feelings for her that genuine?

"Don't cry..." She used her thumb to wipe his tears from his face.

"I thought you were going to die!" He leaned over and gently hugged her, burying his face in her neck.

He thought he would never get to smell this strange yet addictive flowery scent again, even though it wasn't the Lavender and honey he craved to smell again, he had gotten addicted to this one too.